“I crammed a pillow over my face so I could scream. But mid-scream, I realized that was about to turn into a throw-up, and I stopped.” — Jessie Humphries Copy Share Image
“If I’d had a gun, I would’ve shot the damn clock for ticking so obnoxiously at me—an impulse that, admittedly, screamed “anger-management issues.” But… — Jessie Humphries Copy Share Image
“As much as I needed and wanted Liam’s touch, I pulled away to steel myself against the weakness threatening to destroy me. My walls… — Jessie Humphries Copy Share Image
“I crammed a pillow over my face so I could scream. But mid-scream, I realized that was about to turn into a throw-up, and… — Jessie Humphries Copy Share Image
“I should start calling you Rubik’s Cube, because no matter how hard I try, I can never figure out what I’m supposed to do… — Jessie Humphries Copy Share Image
“That simple touch felt like stars springing to life inside of me after years of living in darkness.” — Jessie Humphries Copy Share Image
